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The thread is so fragile
glistening, only visible
In this ray of sunlight
if you walk through
It will break and be gone
you cannot appreciate
Its fragility, or it glistening
because unknown it is gone
In an instant through folly
just mot seen as the
Precious gift which dangles
left by some unseen worker
In the night, set out to catch
the first rays of morning light
Not meant to last beyond
and we are left to mourn
The loss of beauty in our lives
because it seemed so

Remember the touch
holding small hands
Singing silly songs
dancing and twirling
Coming together
to see the stars
Or to go into the cold
and play on the moonlit
Night, walking on the
path in fall with the
Leaves tumbling light
as air, settling all
Around you and raking
them up for jumps
And squeals of delight
as they fall and hide
Remember each little
chubby kiss, each night
Of sickness and holding
heads, tiredness aching
Through you, remember
them all like leaves
Pressed on your heart
forever and ever
To carry you through
the dark days of loss

Can we be these fine tuned instruments
Lending a hand in harmony and peace
Not throwing up our hands and saying,
"It's not us, not our turn, we can't do it"
Can we listen to the melody and play
A harmony in tune, can we play the
Intricate chords of lament, can we
Sound the discord and bring it back
To unity divine and sweet because
In this one act we show the hard bumps
Life brings and play them to resolution
Instead of leaving the discord hanging
Pleading from every ear to hear a note
Which brings it back home, it is truly
An interconnectedness we live in if we
Truly listen to the worlds song and join in